35. Hold My Hand

The Mog is standing right in front Eight, who's killing the other Mogs around him, the Mog is aiming his cannon forward Eight, the others and I are fighting against a hundred of Mogs;

I can already see how the Mog is shooting Eight, that can't save himself with his telekinesis.
I'm stabbing the Mogs around me and they are becoming into ash. Before I can understand what is happening, I see the Mog shooting Eight, and my super-speed Legacy wakes up; I haven't used it since I found out someone was on my cave in Spain.

I ran to Eight and push him before the shot hurts me in the shoulder. I cry out in pain a little, bleeding. But I don't care. I can't imagine Eight gets hurt again, imagine me, almost losing him again.
"Marina!" he calls out, shocked. Can't believe what just happened.
"I'm alright." I'm smiling to him a bit, then turning my head back fast before running to the Mog who shoot us and stabbing him in the heart, watching him turning to ash.

Two other Mogs are running to me, but it's nothing. I'm jumping back, stabbing one in the back, kicking the other one in the chin and killing him too. It feels good from a reason; I'm landing while kneeling and look up quickly to divert the hair from my face.

After I stand, Eight rushes to me, hugging me tight. "Marina, it was amazing!" he says, his pretty green eyes are sparkling. "Thank you," he smiles, and only then we realize the Mogs stopped to come.

What, no kiss? I think.

"It's okay, I couldn't let the Mog shoot you ,"I reply, feeling shy. "Your shoulder," he gently holding my arm, and I turn my eyes to the wound. I completely forgot about that. "It's nothing," I said and put my hand on the bleeding wound. Within seconds I feel the icy feeling through my fingers and the wound up shrinking up to the previous color of my skin.

I see the Eight surprised and giggles '"What? This is not the first time you see me healing." I raise my eyebrow and look at him. "Sorry, I guess I'll never get used to it," Eight laughs, his black curls are moving on his face.

"Let's go," he takes my hand and I'm surprised for a second, "We need to get to the others." he adds, and I nod. "Together?" He asks seriously, smiling a little. I can see all the things we went through together flashing in my mind. I'm happy to be here. With everyone, with him.

I squeeze his hand and looking straight into his eyes. No matter what else will happen, I'll always love him. "Always, until the end." I say determined, but also grinning. And we begin to run. One day I will tell you, I think, how much I love you.

36. Precious Treasure

"So, do you prefer being called Marina or Seven?" I ask the brown haired girl who is swimming next to me. Marina- or Number Seven- came a day ago with a little girl, who is Number Ten named Ella, a blonde strong girl, Number Six, and Ten's Cepan, Crayton.

'I don't care. Whatever," She says. I think she's a little nervous so I try to calm her down.

"I like Marina," I say, speaking for both of us. "Is this your first time in India, Marina?" I ask. I don't know why, but I want to know more about her. She's different.

"Yes. I was in Spain for a long time. In an orphanage," Marina answers.

"An orphanage, huh? At least you had lots of kids around you; you could make friends. Not like me." I say, but regret it when I see Marina's sad eyes. Stop to feel sorry yourself!

Marina thinks about what I said and shrugs. "I guess. I'm happier now."

I want to change the uncomfortable mood I made, and say "You know what? I like you, Marina. You're quiet, but cool. You remind me of –" I start to say but then there's a huge splash right between us. The waves rock us away from each other and I watch Six appears. She doesn't say a word then dives back under the water, pulling me with her. She wrestles with me underwater until I laugh and beg for mercy.

"Damn, you're strong," I say as I breaks the surface, coughing.

"And don't you forget it," she says, grinning. "Now, can we please get out of here?" She says, but I don't listen to her, because I can't see Marina.

"Where's Marina?" I ask. Six tells me that Marina probably went to swim and she has a Legacy that allows her to breathe underwater so there's no reason to be worry.

Wow, I think. Underwater breathing Legacy? That could be useful with my morning swims.

We're out of the water and I see Ella twirling my walking stick over her head, then out in front of her. Crayton is watching Ella, his chin cupped in his hands. I like Ella, I think.

I see Marina coming out of the water and Ella spikes the stick into the grass in respond."'Marina!" she calls.

"Hey, there you are! Where'd you go?" I yell, coming over to the edge.

"Come on out, Marina," Six calls. "We really have to boogie now!"

Marina lifts up something is the air, holding it aloft so we can all see it. She doesn't even care the most revolting, mucky water is pouring off it and onto her head, and she's grinning so wide. Then I realize what she's holding, I get up and look at her. Unbelievable, I think.

That's my Chest! After all these years, a girl comes and finds it. Amazing.

It seems that Marina enjoys it so much that she uses her telekinesis to float the Chest over to me and leave it there, in midair.

"Look what I found, Eight!" She calls

I disappear from the grass and reappear up in the air next to the Chest. I wrap his arms around it and hug it, like it's an old childhood friend.

I teleport back to the edge of the lake, the Chest still in my hands. "I can't believe it," I finally say. "All this time, it was right here." I say, stunned.

"It was inside a Mog ship at the bottom of the lake," Marina says, walking out of the water.

I look up at Marina, her eyes and more blue than this lake. I am so grateful and happy.

I disappear again and teleport directly in front of her, our noses practically touching. The wind blows Marina's brown hair; I pick her up and kiss her hard on the mouth as I twirl her around. It's my first kiss. Marina's lips are soft and I wonder if I gone too far.

When I set Marina down she pulls back and looks into my eyes.

"I never swim over here. From the start, I always dove off on the other side there," I say. "Stuck in the same area," I shake my head. "Thank you, Marina."

Writing with Eight's pov is fun :3

hope you liked it ;)

-Elinor